"Do you know what she just said about relying on you?" Di Qianao rubbed his painful forehead, as if He Fei had said something to Luo Changan without his knowledge.
Luo Changan's eyes narrowed. He knew that he was a consultant. She said coldly: "I don't know."
"Yes." Di Qianao responded, and he would ask Concubine He himself tomorrow.
Luo Changan walked over and tried to take off the dragon robe from He Fei.
Although the emperor is in a coma, she needs to be awake. She cannot let people see the imperial concubine wearing a dragon robe. That would be bad for the emperor. It is a big deal for a woman to wear a dragon robe. If it spreads to the ears of the ministers, it will definitely make people treat the emperor badly.
There is a lot of discussion about his governance ability.
As a personal attendant, she was guilty of not dissuading the emperor. If the queen mother found out that the emperor was having fun like this, she would definitely attack the slave door of Longshen first. Luo Changan could imagine what the queen mother would say.
You useless slaves, the Ai family taught you to accompany the emperor in his study and progress. It would be better for you to follow the emperor and deceive the Ai family. You should all die!
Thinking of this, Luo Changan couldn't help but shudder. She didn't want to be affected. She pulled off the dragon robe from He Fei's body even more vigorously. She herself was a loser and didn't have much strength, while He Fei was a bit strong.
She managed to take off the dragon robe with all her strength, but because she pulled too hard, the concubine was pushed away a lot, and with a bang, her whole body was pressed against the wall.
Luo Changan almost screamed, but luckily He Concubine was not knocked awake. She quickly looked back at the emperor, thinking how angry he would be if I knocked his concubine away like this.
At that time, Di Qianao had a restrained smile on his lips, staring at her made Luo Changan's scalp numb, but he didn't seem to mean to punish her.
Luo Changan didn't know the meaning, so he said casually: "Just now, I was like that, and then, I turned over violently and climbed over the wall..."
Di Qianao laughed and said, "No need to explain, I've seen it all."
"TTThe slave didn't do it on purpose. He just wanted to take off the dragon robe, so he used too much force." This conversation was the weirdest conversation she had ever experienced in her life. "Actually, the slave did it out of loyalty to the emperor."
"Yeah." Di Qian'ao just responded lightly, "It doesn't matter."
Is he so generous? What kind of thing is a concubine to him? What kind of thing is a woman to him? But, forget it, just don’t punish me.
Luo Changan waited quietly for a moment to make sure that Di Qian'ao was not going to hold her responsible, and then she felt relieved. She looked at Di Qian'ao and said, "Slave, can I put it on for you, dragon robe?"
Di Qian'ao obviously drank too much and had a headache. He waved his hand and said, "I don't wear the ones she wore anymore. Let me teach others to wash them."
Luo Changan thought, this sudden mysophobia was so fun just now. I didn't see him despising He Fei. She did not see him hugging He Fei in the scene she saw. She wouldn't have known it before she saw it.
When Di Qianao saw Luo Changan's eyes connoting him, he raised his eyebrows and said, "The way I looked just now, don't you think I'm very licentious?"
"..." Luo Changan thought that I didn't think of the four words "liangxingke". I just thought of debauchery and corruption, but "liquity" and "debauchery" seemed to be synonyms. She said coldly: "You
I also drank a lot and can’t speak clearly anymore.”
Di Qianao put his hands around Luo Changan's waist and leaned his face against her heart. The cool material of her clothes made him sigh comfortably. His eyes were blurred and he told her righteously: "Luo Changan
Chang'an, I'm not drunk. If you don't believe me, you gave me a test. I clearly remember you said at noon that you hated me and never wanted to see me again. You pushed me away... You have a heart of stone...
.I want to decree that you take back what you said!"
"..." They all started talking nonsense and they were not drunk yet. "Okay, you are not drunk. I believe you."
"I'm not drunk, I won't be drunk after a thousand cups. Wow~~~"
As he spoke, Di Qianao started vomiting.
"...Uh!!!" Luo Changan was suddenly spat on wine. She was speechless. The wine flowed down her collar, to her heart, stomach, and legs. His vomit was all over her body.
Drinks are filthy.
If he were her aunt's brother, Luo Changan would have wanted to kick him away, but he was not. He was the supreme emperor of the Ninth Five-Year Plan who held the power of life and death.
Not only could she not kick him away, she had to pretend that she didn't dislike him, and she had to willingly clean up for him.
He tightly restrained her waist and refused to let go, vomiting from her collar. This operation clearly used her clothes as a container.
"Emperor, this servant has obeyed you! You... say something and I will bring you the spittoon."
"I'm not drunk, don't be smart, I don't want to vomit. vomit~~~~"
Before Luo Changan finished speaking, she felt sick again, and there was a sudden heat in front of her.
"Uh~~~~ Oh my god!" Luo Changan felt another wave of vomited wine flowing down her neck. She really wanted to collapse on the spot, "Emperor, you are really."
Didn't this guy who killed a thousand cuts brag that he wouldn't get drunk even after a thousand cups? He drank like a drunkard, and even insisted that he didn't want to vomit, even though he had obviously vomited twice.
Di Qianao vomited for a while and felt much better in his stomach. Looking at Luo Changan with a collapsed face, he whispered with some hurt: "I... drank too much and my stomach hurts. You... dislike me."
Really, you...you don't care about me at all, you never care about me..."
"I...I don't care about the emperor." Luo Changan couldn't bear to say the harsh words on his lips because of his hurt eyes, and his voice became softer, "I am...I am
I raise my voice because I care too much about you."
"I am drunk, not stupid. You are talking nonsense. You have always disliked me..." Di Qian was so proud that he was drunk, and there was a bit of childish condemnation in his tone, "Why else do you keep thinking about
When you marry another man, you never follow me wholeheartedly..."
Seeing his uncomfortable look, Luo Changan's handsome face was wrinkled, with a somewhat pitiful expression. Luo Changan's instinctive motherly glory was causing trouble, and he couldn't bear it. He restrained the disgust in his tone and said softly: "I don't have any disgust.
You, don’t mind if my tone was bad just now.”
"I don't mind, I've never minded before. I'm used to it." Di Qian'ao was quite helpless. Over the years, he had watched her get engaged to someone else, silently licking her wounds when she was hurt, and looking at her
Watching her hover among all kinds of men, but ignoring him, he was really used to it.
Luo Changan actually felt a lot of distress. It was a very shameful behavior to feel sorry for a scumbag who drank and drank meat. He really hated himself like this.
"Emperor, don't say that. A slave like you is a little guilty of yourself. I really couldn't hold back what you said loudly because I was vomited all over me. You don't want to follow the line and rise to the level of a slave at every turn.
My servant has always been very obedient to you, and whatever you say is what you say. You don’t always issue imperial edicts, so who dares to disobey you, right?"